Chapter 111
Chapter 111
“Mum would’ve looked beautiful in a garbage bag.”
“You’re damn right she would have.” Dad lets out a short before shaking his head slightly. “She still really liked the yellow dress, though. And she was kinda disappointed that she didn’t get to wear it. She didn’t say it, but I knew she was. So after we got back from our honeymoon, I told her to put it on, and we had a fake ceremony in this very backyard, with just the two of us.” Dad tells me with a small smile, nodding his head towards his bedroom window, which looks down into said backyard.
I can’t help but smile at the thought of my parents having their own ceremony just so mum could wear the yellow dress.
“You still have it, right?”
He looks at me with a smile. “In the closet. You can…you can try it on, if you’d like.”
My jaw drops slightly. “Bea–seriously?”
He doesn’t say anything as he gets up, walking into his closet–half of which is still allocated to mum.
He digs around for a few seconds before turning back around, now with a black dress bag in hand.
He hands it to me. “Go ahead, sweetheart.”
I look at him for a moment and he rolls his eyes before shoving me in the direction of the door.
“Don’t make me tell Nana you’re assaulting her favourite grandchild.”
“You’re not her favourite! I’m her favourite!” Ben’s small figure appears in the doorway.
“You wish, demon spawn.” I scoff placing my palm on his face and pushing him away as I make my way to my room, hearing my dad let out a snicker.
“Nana! Winnie pushed mer”
“No, I didn’t! He’s lying!”
“Stop fighting!” Nana’s voice comes from downstairs, followed by Uncle Danny’s laugh as I shut the door to my room
I throw off my dad’s old sweatshirt, as well as the sweatpants I was wearing, carefully slipping on the silk, pastel yellow gown.
I open my closet door to reveal the mirror which was hanging on the inside of the door.
I can’t help but gape at myself as my eyes focus on my figure.
The g
The gown was fitting at the top, with two thin shoulder straps. A sash joined the top to the skirt, which fell loosely, just barely dragging along the ground. My hair–which i have to admit, almost always looks good is falling down my back in soft, brown.
waves
And my eyes.
Oh, my eyes look just like mum’s.
I honestly
don’t know w
whether I should laugh or cry.
Maybe both.
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Chapter 111
No one would judge me, right?
I bring my hand up to my face, poking my check. I never realised how similar Octavia and I actually look to mum. The only difference is that Tavi got dad’s eyes.
-Third Person-
“Wanna dance?”
Octavia snaps her head around to look at Flynn, who looks back at her expectantly as they sit at their table by themselves as the two couples dance to whatever slow song was playing throughout their school gymnasium.
She chews on her lip awkwardly before nodding, “Sure.”
The two walk over to a free space on the dance floor, which happens to be near Kamri, Mia, Lucas and Beau,
Kamri and Lucas both throw the two of them a thumbs up and Octavia quickly looks away while Flynn flips them off.
Flynn grips Octavia’s waist lightly and her hands rest on his shoulders as they start slow dancing themselves.
After a moment of awkwardly dancing in silence, Octavia speaks up.
“I know I’ve been kind of a piece of shit this year, but I do like you. And I’m sorry I played with your feelings.”
“It’s whatever. Forgiven and forgotten. Don’t sweat it…” Flynn sighs, gripping her waist tighter before pulling her against him. It feels more like a hug than slow dancing. “You know I’ve liked you for a while–a lot. But with all the shit that’s happened with you and Lucas, and you and me, I don’t think I’m ready for a relationship right now. And I don’t think you are either.”
Octavia bites her lip, knowing he’s right. “No, yeah, you’re totally right. I think I need to sort my own messy ass out before 1 can even think about dating.”
Flynn laughs softly, and Octavia swears it makes her heart beat so hard against her rib cage that the cause of it can feel it.
Flynn pulls back slightly to look her in the eye. “Here, tell you what. I’ll wait for you because I’ve been like, in love with you. for so long, and I don’t really think those feeling are gonna go away anytime soon. But I’ll wait until you get your shit together, and if you still want to try things out in a couple years, I’ll be here.”
As amazing as that sounds, Octavia knows it would be completely unfair to ask him to do that. “I can’t ask you to wait for me.”
“I want to.”
Octavia lets her eyes search his face for any signs of hesitation but when she finds none, she smiles. She places a quick peck against his cheek and he blushes slightly.
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